Suicide Note Chapter 4 Chapter 4 "Umm, I was suicidal." "Yes but whyyyyyy?" He enunciated. I looked around the room uncomfortably. He looked at me and stared into my eyes. "Why are you here?" He repeated. I rocked on my feet and inhaled. "My dad left me. I started cutting, and my mom put me through crappy counselors. Then I attempted suicide." "Rough," he said. He reached over to his iPod and hooked it up to his speaker. "What music do you like? I've got everything:techno, rock, rap, pop, 80s..." I sat down at his desk-side chair."Surprise me." On came a song that I had never heard of, but it had a good beat. From then on, at free time everyday, we'd hang out, compare music, and talk, which felt different to me. "If I never use my pain pills, promise me you won't EVER attempt suicide," he said to me. "Deal."